Stay with Julie, Columbia, and Nicky. Roll 2d6-1.

"Are you going to be okay, Gloria?" Julie says. "Do you want me to take you back round front?"

So Columbia and Nicky are going to call you Mom? Well, you'll "mom" them.

"No, just let me stand over there," you say. "That'll be better."

Custom Move: Control (2d6-1): 9 - 1 = 8. On a 7-9, you have the willpower to stave off the nausea and dizziness from the cloud of cloyingly sweet vape juice and stay with Julie and the early birds in the alley behind The Crater.

A few steps to the other side puts you elbow to elbow with Columbia, the young woman with the hand-stitched nylon jumpsuit with a Big Colored Triangles motif. Julie lines up on your other side and takes your hand. Jealous?, you wonder. Or maybe Julie's look toward Columbia is more "Play nice, girlie."

You don't know any of the steps of this dance, and mostly it's a shame that the only scent in your nostrils is an overbearing mélange of vanilla, caramel, sandalwood, and cotton candy. Overbearing, but not overwhelming.

"Oh, this is much better," you say.

Nicky runs a hand through her brush cut and asks Julie, "Why'd you bring your friend here?"

You squeeze Julie's hand. "Why did I bring my friend here, you mean?"

Columbia guffaws, "God, Nicky, and I thought I was the one with no gaydar."

"Julie, sweetheart?" you say, puckering your lips.

You lean toward Julie, one hand behind her shoulders, and bend her into a low dip, pressing your lips to hers. Julie melts in your arms and returns the kiss, holding onto you with both hands behind your back. So soft. So warm. Trembling in your arms.

"Do that more," Julie whispers. "That's what I dreamed of."

"WoooooooOOOOOooOOwoooOOwooOOwoo!" the younger women cheer, Columbia's croon joined by Nicky's ululation, rising to a howl. "Awoooo!"

"Yes," you whisper back. "More. Later."

You rise back up from the dip, bringing Julie along with you, and finish with a loudly smacking 'kiss-kiss!', before you turn to smirk at the younger women.

"Oh god, I always did that with my nurse Barbies," Columbia says. Her eyes are wide and bright. "I still do. Now kiss. Fuck, that's hot."

Nicky laughs. "Coco, what, you're queer for Barbies?" she says.

"What?" Columbia says. "Nurses. That's fucking hot, Nicky. I know what you perve on, so don't give me that."

"Oh, nurses are hot?" you say. You sidle behind Julie and slide your hands around her front, cupping her breasts. "Stop me if I'm going too far," you whisper in Julie's ear.

Julie laughs quietly, under her breath, but you can hear her laughter well enough, between your body and your encircling arms. Julie speaks up for herself.

"If you catch up with your human biology major, Coco, you'll get to kiss more nurses," Julie says. She rolls her shoulders, moving her breasts against your cupped hands.

You kiss Julie's cheek and turn back to Columbia and Nicky. "What do you think, Julie, we let Coco try a few kisses, can we convince her to go back to human bio?"

Roll +HOT(+1)(+1 Hot, +1 Lesbian, -1 two girls) using TELL THEM WHAT TO DO on Julie and Coco for Coco to kiss Julie and then you.

2d6+1=11, when you TELL THEM WHAT TO DO, they do it willingly, take +1 Forward

"I'd love to try convincing her," Julie tells you. "How about it, Coco?"

Columbia's eyes are brighter yet, and she grins. "Damn, Julie, I never thought I was gonna get a chance with you," she says. "You always bring a date, she's always another nurse, and you're always hand in fucking hand."

True enough today, you suppose.

"Please, Coco," you say. "The nurses want a kiss. Come kiss us."

"Ahhh fuck," Columbia says. "Blow my fuckin' mind."

Where Julie melted and trembled at the touch of your lips, Columbia kisses Julie with a maniacal hunger, moaning and sobbing like she was freed from prison and given her fondest wish. She pushes up close, and your hands are pressed between Columbia's breasts under slippery nylon, and Julie's breasts, soft and warm in your hands under her scrub top and brassiere.

"I like to kiss nurses too, Coco," you murmur as she devours Julie with kisses.

Columbia jerks like she felt an electric shock. "MMNH!" she grunts. Her nylon jumpsuit rustles as she clutches Julie closer yet.

You ease your hands out from between Columbia's breasts and Julie's, keeping contact with a hand between Julie's shoulder blades as Columbia presses closely and rubs up against Julie as she kisses, kisses, kisses.

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm," Columbia hums. She pauses her moans to break contact, making 'kiss-kiss-kiss!' noises against Julie's lips, then returns to a long kiss with a sighing "Unnnmmhhhh."

Julie responds to Coco's hungry mauling with deeper breaths, sighing out and hissing in through her nostrils. You can tell by the sway of Julie's hips that it's turning her on, being wanted so much, being eaten up by the art girl's insistent desire.

"Do you want to kiss me, Coco?" you say quietly. "Julie knows what it's like to wait a long time, wishing and hoping."

"Oh God oh God!" Columbia gasps. "Yes, fuck, I want to, I want, I want you to kiss me like you did Julie."

You embrace the young woman in the patchwork nylon suit and hold her close. With an arm round the back of her shoulders, you kiss her and tilt her back in a shallow dip. No lip gloss. A little chapped. Salty.

"MMMHMMHMHMHMMM!" Columbia moans. "MMHM MMHM MMHM!" She wiggles and writhes with excitement. You hold on as firmly as you can round the back of her shoulders. As you tilt Columbia back, her breasts slosh around inside her coverall, unconfined below the shiny bright-colored nylon triangle panels.

Nicky chuckles, low and throaty. "You were gonna dance in that clown suit, Coco?" she says. "Bounce for mommy, girlie."

Nicky's voice dropping low, and that laugh. She wants some of what Coco's having. Or she just wants Coco. Or Nicky just loves to watch and can't keep her mouth shut when she's excited.

"MMHH, MMHH, MMHH," Columbia moans into your mouth. You tickle her lips with your tongue and she opens wide, sucking your tongue in. "MMHHHHH!!" she whines.

Salt. Diet soda. Wet, wet, wet, her mouth is watering.

"Nursie Mom's doing you good, baby?" Nicky says. "Ooh Coco. Baby, you're drooling."

Good? More like too good. Columbia's knees are trembling and her balance is unsteady. You incline her back up out of your dip, move your hands atop her shoulders and gently push to separate her from you.

"Fuck. Me. That was sooo goood," Columbia said. Her chin gleams with the evidence.

"Told'ja," Nicky said. "I almost had to twist your arm, and look. What did I tell you?"

"I feel like I scored before The Crater even opened," Columbia says.

Julie laughs. "Did we convince you, me and Gloria?" she asks. She takes your hand in hers and gives a little squeeze.

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh," Columbia answers with a laugh. "Haha, Julie, I dunno, but I got an idea for a whole collection of art pieces now. How about Kiss It Better for a theme?" She rubs her wet chin with a nylon sleeve, but that just spreads it around.

Nicky tugs out the brightly colored handkerchief from the breast pocket next to her vapor inhaler. "You're just making a mess, Coco," she says. "Here, I got that." She dabs at Columbia's wet chin, and the soft cotton sops it right up.

"Thanks Nicky," Columbia says. "Soooo goood!" she growls at you and Julie. "God, I just want to take you both home with me."

Nicky laughs out loud. "Now kiss, nursies!" she says, closing the fingers of each hand to a point and tapping them together.

"Fuck YUH!" Columbia says. "Right on."

"Why wait, Coco?" Nicky asks. "When you're first in at The Crater, you know the men's room is clean, unoccupied, and just waiting."

Julie squeezes your hand.

You have 4 XP, +1 Hard, +1 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, Lesbian, and Truth.

You have +1 Forward on your next Move, from Coco and Julie's enthusiasm for TELL THEM WHAT TO DO.

Possible Moves:

• TELL THEM you want to GET FUCKED or EAT THEM. Roll +HOT(+2)(+1 Hot, +1 Lesbian, +1 Forward, -1 two girls) to take them to a quiet corner of The Crater and do just that.
• Tease out what Columbia really really wants to do with her life-sized nurse Barbie dolls. Roll +HOT(+2)(+1 Hot, +1 Forward) to MAKE HER BEG.
• Something else?

Choose a Move and roll to resolve it, unless you're narrating some atmosphere or what happens when you get into The Crater.